Don’t feel lame, I found this adorable!! I hope you like this xx
Scenario: Murasakibara always wearing the bandana he got from the cute girl who helped him
You weren’t one to visit parks quite often, but you found yourself taking a walk to get some fresh air at a nearby park after pulling an all-nighter studying. It was quite early in the morning so almost everyone around you were morning joggers, and just looking at them made you exhausted as you questioned how anyone could have that much energy at this time.
You didn’t realise how sleep-deprived you were until you bumped into one of the tallest people you’ve ever seen while walking past the basketball court. You had to rub your eyes to make sure you hadn’t just bumped into a giant purple tree with a bag of snacks. How you didn’t even notice him in front of you was beyond you.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” you said to him quickly.
The boy immediately reached for his arm, and when you looked over, you noticed that he had gotten a scratch from a wire that stuck out from the rest of the fence. “Shit, that stings,” you heard him mutter to himself, before toughening up and looking at you, “It’s alright.”
“Well, it’s bleeding quite a lot for something that’s just alright,” you said eyeing the blood that was now dripping on the pavement.
The boy tutted at his failed attempt to look tough in front of someone he found quite cute. Most people were short compared to him, but he found your size especially adorable and he felt the urge to fit you in his pocket and take you everywhere, which was strange because he didn’t even know you.
You pulled off the pink bandana that you used to tie up your hair, not noticing the purple-haired boy gape at the way your hair fell down over your shoulders. “May I?” You asked him, nodding over to his injured arm.
He held his arm out towards you and you wrapped the bandana tightly around the wound. “You don’t have to do this, you know?” he said, though he did enjoy how close your body was to his.
“Yeah, but I’d feel bad if I didn’t,” you told him just as you finished up. You looked up at him with a smile, “There you go. You should probably get that checked when you get home.”
“Thanks, you gave me a reason to get out of playing basketball.”
“You’re welcome… I think,” you said to him, before the two of you walked off in your separate ways, without even knowing each other’s names.
About a month after your encounter with the boy, you found yourself being dragged to a basketball game by one of your friends. Neither of you were even remotely interested in basketball, but your school’s team was playing and your friend had a crush on one of the players on the team, so you had to be supportive. Your school was playing against Yosen High, who were apparently one the best school teams in Japan, though you hadn’t heard of them before.
You and your friend were walking around the arena, trying to find your way to the seats. As you walked, she realised that had to use the washroom so you agreed to wait outside, because you weren’t a fan of public bathrooms. You watched people walk up and down the halls, surprised that so many people had come to see a high school basketball game.
Whilst you were people-watching, you noticed a team of extremely tall boys that wore the same white and purple tracksuits, walking down the hall. It took you a moment, but you spotted the same purple hair you saw at the park, poking out from the group.
You hadn’t thought about him ever since that day, but you regretted not asking for a name. So the sight of the familiar hair sent you rushing towards the group of boys. He didn’t notice you at first, because he was busy chatting with a smaller raven-haired boy next to him, so you poked his arm.
The second the taller boy saw you, his face lit up and he stopped in his tracks. “Hey! It’s the tiny girl that helped me before!” He smiled at you, making you feel even smaller than you already felt, being surrounded by the other giants on his team. He quickly raised his hand that wasn’t holding a bag of snacks and wiggled his wrist, causing his sleeve to fall back slightly and reveal your pink bandana tied around his wrist.
“You kept the bandana!” you exclaimed, feeling rather heartwarmed that he kept it after all this time.
“He doesn’t go anywhere without it,” his raven-haired friend chimed in, causing the tall boy to shoot him a glare.
“Could you just go to the changing room? I’ll meet you there,” he muttered to him, the annoyance evident in his tone.
“I’ll be waiting for your call when you get lost,” the smaller boy shrugged as he walked away, causing the long-haired boy to roll his eyes before diverting his attention back to you.
“Sorry about that.”
“It’s okay,” you said, “I realised that I never got your name.”
“It’s Murasakibara Atsushi. You can call me Atsushi if you want, I know Murasakibara is a long name to say,” he blabbered, beginning to feel a little nervous now that you were actually in front of him. He hadn’t been able to get you off his mind ever since that day (not that there was much going on his mind to begin with), he just found you so sweet, and was smitten ever since he first bumped into you.
“Nice to see you again, Atsushi. I’m Y/N,” you smiled at him.
Murasakibara was nothing short of elated now that he could put a name to the face he’d been thinking of for so long. “Um, Y/N-chin, do you want your bandana back?”
“No, it’s alright. You can keep it if you want. I have plenty of other bandanas,” you refused.
“Thanks. I think it’s kind of a lucky charm for me now. You know, my friend brought me my favourite snack the day I got this. He doesn’t do that often, so that’s when I realised that this bandana has superpowers,” he claimed, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of your bandana possessing powers. The sound of your giggles was so mesmerising that Murasakibara swore to himself that he could listen to it all day like a song on repeat.
“I’m glad I could help, you go to Yosen right? you inquired and he nodded in response. “You should probably get going, your match is starting pretty soon.”
“Are you going to watch?”
“Yeah, you’re playing against my school,” you informed.
“Get ready to watch me crush your team,” Murasakibara said, suddenly gaining interest in the match that he previously didn’t care too much about.
“I don’t know much about basketball, but I’m looking forward to it,” you admitted, feeling eager to see this interesting boy in action.
“Would you maybe like to hang out or something after the match?” he asked you, praying that you’ll say yes.
“Um, I came here with a friend, but I’m sure she wouldn’t mind, so yeah, I’ll meet you at the entrance,” you smiled, unsure if you had just been asked out on a date by this boy. Nevertheless, you were still thrilled.
“Great, I’ll see you then,” he said as he straightened up to leave.
“Good luck for your game!”
“I already have good luck, remember?” He smiled back as he waved the wrist that wore your bandana at you.